 On the way to solitude, someone at the door... too much time elapses until I try once more; on the way to worship, the telephone goes off... to set apart a time for God, is life itself to scoff?! Must all be taken from me for to attend that place? So minor are most of the things distracting from His grace! But what could be of more import than fellowship with Him? In His Presence, He addresses every one of them! So blessed is that solitude containing He & I! There be no greater place of healing for to occupy; place of restoration, blessing, peace--it's all His own; let not a thing distract from where His Holiness is known! Jim Busby  | 
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